Learning Art of Healing through Anoushka Shankar’s Love Letters
- February 26, 2020
She walked home through the darkening glade, singing of the stars; and the trees stood still and listened to her and the mountains were glad – Ruskin Bond
READ MOREFine. Since the tea is not forthcoming, let’s have a philosophical conversation – Anton Chekhov
READ MOREWhen California was wild, it was the floweriest part of the continent. – John Muir
READ MOREThe pine tree seems to listen, the fir tree to wait and both without impatience – Friedrich Nietzsche
READ MOREThe clearest way into the universe is through a forest wilderness – John Muir
READ MOREPerhaps for my sins I shall be made a red geranium – Oscar Wilde
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